Save the Sick Iceberg Project

In the middle of the night, Rong Xin's fever subsided, but he was tortured almost to death.

He was lying on the bed, his hands clenched into fists under his stomach, and the pillow had long been thrown away in the struggle.The bed sheet was wet with cold sweat, and the eyelashes seemed to be condensed with water mist, like a layer of dew frost shivering in the late autumn night.

When people are extremely depressed, they always think of some strange things. Rong Xin thought of her sister's first boyfriend when she was 16 years old. Thinking about it, my sister was still a puppy lover.That boy is very kind to his sister, he will send her home after school every day, and then walk a long way back to his own home, obviously not on the way, but because he is concerned about his sister's safety, he would rather walk the extra miles every day .

In Rong Xin's impression, her sister has always been a strong and mature existence, but she never thought that she would be happy like a child by that boy's side, and even act like a baby.Rong Xin thought that they would go on like this until they got married, but one day the boy's parents moved.

Rong Xin remembered that it was raining heavily that day, and the boy ran downstairs to find his sister, completely soaked.He hugged his sister and cried, saying that the whole family was going to move to S City, and this departure might be a farewell, so he told his sister not to wait for him anymore.

It was the first time that Rong Xin saw a boy cry so heartbreakingly, as if the rain curtain was torn apart by his crying, but her sister just hugged him and comforted him and said it was okay.

But in the end he still left. After he left, my sister seemed to become the strong and mature sister again, as if she was not affected.Two or three years later, my sister finally fell in love again. The boy resembled him very much. Only then did Rong Xin realize that her sister had never forgotten her.

It's a pity that it wasn't the same person after all. The new boyfriend didn't treat her well. He coveted her sister's beauty to be with her, but he never really loved her. Even after her sister was raped and hospitalized, the first sentence that boy called was Words are not condolences, but a breakup.

There will never be a substitute for the lost feelings, even if the obsession goes deep into the bone marrow, it is impossible to piece together the exact same mood and feelings as at that time by any means.

I gain my life and lose my life, that's all.

The phone rang suddenly, Rong Xin picked it up with difficulty, and found that it was Xie Zhiyuan.

"Rong Xin? I went to pick up my drunk roommate back to the dormitory, and found that the light in your house was still on, and you didn't go to bed so late? Did something happen?"

Rong Xin opened his mouth to say it's okay, but his voice is still hoarse and his stomach hurts.He suddenly lost his temper, and with a night of depression, he simply threw the phone away, grabbed the quilt and covered himself up.

Xie Zhiyuan arrived at the door of his house in 5 minutes. He had sent flowers to Rong Xin before, and Xie Zhiyuan knew that Rong Xin's key was placed under the blanket at the door.Normally, he would not have the courage to be so aggressive, but just now he heard Rong Xin's heavy breathing on the phone, he was worried, Xie Zhiyuan took out the key under the blanket and opened the door without thinking about whether it was suitable or not .

The light in the bedroom was still on, Xie Zhiyuan walked over quickly, and gently lifted up a corner of the quilt that was made into a big ball on the bed: "Rong Xin?"

A pale and handsome face was exposed under the quilt, Rong Xin was dazzled by the light, raised his heavy head, frowned and asked hoarsely, "Why are you here..."

He was really uncomfortable, how could it be possible for people to approach him so easily if he was resting.

"What's wrong with your voice." Xie Zhiyuan was shocked by his hoarse voice and pale face, his heart trembled, he carefully lifted Rong Xin's quilt, helped him up and leaned against the bed, and asked distressedly, " Have a fever? Have you taken your medicine?"

Rong Xin clutched his stomach and nodded, his pointed chin had a graceful curve, but it was made thinner by his sick appearance, and he had a kind of sickly beauty that made people tremble.However, in this aesthetic feeling, there is a feeling of loneliness, as if something is broken in the soul, and Xie Zhiyuan is terrified when he sees it.

Xie Zhiyuan's eyes darkened slightly, realizing that something was wrong with Rong Xin.His eyes fell on Rong Xin's hand covering his stomach, he got up and went to the living room to fill a hot water bottle and came back, then sat back on the side of the bed, lifted Rong Xin's hand that was pressing on his upper abdomen, and gently pressed the hot water bottle on his stomach superior.

Rong Xin hugged the warm water bag and slowly curled up, like a lonely koala.

"What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?" Xie Zhiyuan's voice softened, seeing Rong Xin depressed, he also felt uncomfortable.

Rong Xin's sadness would never be shown outwardly, he would become very quiet, as if he had closed the door of his heart, cold and lonely without a trace of life.Xie Zhiyuan has not seen Rong Xin look so sad for a long time, his heart hurts like being cut by a knife, he smiled gently, trying to make Rong Xin happy: "Can you tell me, you know I can comfort people gone."

Rong Xin raised his head and looked at Xie Zhiyuan, the young man's gentle and jade-like face was still the same as when he was a child, only a little more calm, a little more tranquility that had been precipitated by time.Just like a cup of clear tea, there is no sense of aggression, but it is always surrounded by fragrance.And Pei Yan is like a bowl of strong wine, just one sip will make you drunk and dreamy, even if you wake up from the dream and your heart is broken, you still remember the sweetness at the beginning.

The former always lacks such a heartbeat, but they can be friends for life, while the latter can become lovers, but it is a pity that it is a glass of poisoned wine.

"Ayuan." Rong Xin said in a low voice, Xie Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, he was used to being called by Rong Xin's first and last names, and suddenly he was a little surprised.The last time he called him that was the time when he broke his arm in a fight for Rong Xin in junior high school. Rong Xin boiled five eggs with his own hands and came to the hospital to see him.

Xie Zhiyuan's heart sank more and more: "What's wrong with Rong Xin? Did Pei Yan bully you?"

Hearing this name, a tinge of pain appeared on Rong Xin's face, which was always as plain as frost.

"He may not appear in my life again in the future." Rong Xin's throat was a little congested, and he lay on the bed with his back turned, and handed the warm water bottle to Xie Zhiyuan, "It's hot."

Xie Zhiyuan was stunned for a second, then took the warm water bag and put it aside.

What's the matter, Rong Xin and Pei Yan quarreled, and it was so serious that they broke up completely.

He originally thought that he would be excited and even gloated when he heard such things, and he was glad that he was finally close to Rong Xin, but seeing Rong Xin's seemingly plain but distraught appearance, his heart seemed to be blocked. There is no joy in the boulder, only a heartache like a knife.

"He has always lied to me." Rong Xin hugged the quilt and curled up, he is not a person who is good at talking, but for some reason, facing Xie Zhiyuan, he was unwilling to cover up and take precautions.

Xie Zhiyuan felt like a family member to him, and now Xie Zhiyuan was sitting by the bed with him, just like Rong Qiu was by his side many years ago.If Xie Zhiyuan had no other thoughts about him, the relationship between them might even be closer than it is now.

Rong Xinming knew that talking to Xie Zhiyuan at this time might cause him to misunderstand, but the repressed pain in his heart could no longer be borne alone, if he endured it alone for another second, he might be lost forever.Rong Xin took a deep breath, hoarse, and finally told Xie Zhiyuan what happened on the first floor of the library today.

Xie Zhiyuan was silent for a long time after listening, and then asked: "Did he really say that?"

"I heard it with my own ears." Rong Xin buried his face in the quilt, his hands and feet were cold, his stomach seemed to be stuffed into a thorny stone, and he curled up in pain.

Xie Zhiyuan's hand lightly pressed Rong Xin's back, feeling overwhelmed with mixed feelings in his heart.

This was the first time after Rong Qiu's death that he saw Rong Xin showing such a low mood, that kind of extreme sadness and pain, which was as heartbreaking as the petals shattering.

It's really strange that he didn't want to take advantage of it at this time.

Before Pei Yan was gone, Xie Zhiyuan was used to silently guarding Rong Xin's side.After Pei Yan appeared, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and his desire to get Rong Xin became extremely strong.However, now that Pei Yan has withdrawn again, he only feels confused, as if what he has been seeking is just an obsession, and even he himself has forgotten what his original intention is, and even when he really has a chance to get it, he will hesitate instead— —Is this really what I want?

And even without Pei Yan, would Rong Xin accept him, would he be able to give him the same happiness that Pei Yan brought him?

Looking at Rong Xin's thin back, Xie Zhiyuan forced himself to face up to this problem for the first time.

Even now, Rong Xin still regards him as a close friend, not a spare tire. Rong Xin has never considered being with him. choose yourself.

Rong Xin will only permanently seal up a heart that has finally been melted, and return to the most primitive state of invulnerability.

This was the scene that Xie Zhiyuan didn't want to see the most. He suddenly realized that what he wanted to see more than Rong Xin's pleasure was Rong Xin's own happiness.

He wants him to be happy.

What you can't get is always in turmoil, but this turbulent feeling, I don't know when it is no longer love, but a friendship that has accumulated over time and is better than family affection.In fact, he had already got the answer, but he didn't want to believe it, and his obsession made him refuse to face it squarely and let it go.

It was the appearance of Pei Yan that made him fall into the anxiety that Rong Xin might be taken away, but now, he finally realized for the first time that Pei Yan would not take Rong Xin away, it was him who had wanted to take Rong Xin away from the beginning. Standing in the wrong position, Pei Yan is Rong Xin's love, and I am Rong Xin's friendship, there should be no conflict between the two, because Rong Xin has never regarded him as a lover, and I have long regarded Rong Xin as a relative .

Losing Pei Yan would be a devastating blow to Rong Xin. The bond between the two of them was already deeper than Rong Xin imagined.

After more than ten years of obsession, it only needs to see Rong Xin's grief-stricken thought.

Xie Zhiyuan suddenly felt that the heavy shackles on his heart were thrown on the ground, and he covered Rong Xin with the quilt, as if he was relieved all of a sudden.

"Xiao Xin, I don't think Pei Yan is that kind of person."

Rong Xin's body trembled slightly.

"As a "rival in love" for such a long time, I know him well." Xie Zhiyuan looked at Rong Xin's back, "Pei Yan doesn't care about fame and fortune. Getting better is not for his own popularity and fame."

He was actually defending Pei Yan, and what was even more strange was that when he said these words, there was no jealousy or pain in his heart.

Let go of yourself, let go of others, this feeling is so easy and pleasant.

"It's even more impossible for him to approach you because he pities you. I've been competing with him for so long, so I don't know how much he likes you." Xie Zhiyuan said calmly.

He is really like a cup of clear tea, the lingering fragrance lingers between his words.

After a long time, Xie Zhiyuan heard a slight sniffling sound.

"The light is dazzling, can you turn it off for me?" Rong Xin's voice was nasal.

"Okay." Xie Zhiyuan pretended not to see Rong Xin's red eyes, got up and walked to the door, turned off the headlight, leaving only the bedside lamp.

Under the warm yellowish light, Xie Zhiyuan leaned over and picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and put it on Rong Xin's bedside: "If you want to understand, just give him a call, I believe he will give you a reasonable explanation. "

There was a rustling sound outside the window, Xie Zhiyuan raised his head, and saw the first snow falling in the yard, the tiny snowflakes fell from the sky, at some point, they had quietly covered the treetops, drenched the window sill, and changed the precipitous autumn colors into the eyes silvery white.

"It's snowing, I have to go." Xie Zhiyuan stood in the distance and looked at Rong Xin on the bed, with a faint smile, just like the clean and soft first snow outside the window, "Come on for tomorrow's competition."

"Ayuan." Rong Xin called him suddenly, "Why?"

Xie Zhiyuan tilted his head.

"Why do you want to speak for Pei Yan?"

"Because I know in your heart that he can't be replaced." Xie Zhiyuan took off his glasses, put them in his pocket, and looked at Rong Xin firmly, "I want to let you go, let me go, and fulfill you."

It was night, when the falling snow broke the pine branches downstairs in the dormitory, and there was a crisp click.

Pei Yan, who was tossing and turning, suddenly picked up his phone as if he had sensed something, and with a "ding", he received Rong Xin's WeChat.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2900:20:22~2020-07-3000:37:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 3 fake 卍ロード; hehe (*?︶?*).. .:*? 2 pieces; 1 flammable and explosive;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!